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What a loaded question huh? I mean success has so many
different facets doesn’t it. What category should we explore: financial,
romantic, physical, emotional, academic, professional, spiritual? There are so
many different types of success it’s hard to qualify a statement like “I’m
successful.” It’s probably better to start by asking “Where does success begin?”
For me, though, personal success is the most important. I mean, I’d love to be
at the top of my professional field, making millions of dollars, after earning
my Ph.D., but that won’t all come at once, and it’s certainly a lot of hard
work, but would all of that mean anything if my own personal parameters of
success weren’t met? Knowing what success means to you is probably the single
most important step in actually achieving that success. If you really didn’t
know where you were going or why you were pushing so hard for something, even
if you achieved that goal, it probably would hold little value, at the very least
when you wer…

Humans have always been fascinated with the Red Planet. If you’ve been
paying attention lately, we’ve sent quite a few spacecraft to the planet.
Recent discoveries have revealed startling and amazing results, like the
possibility seasonal of liquid water asthis article relates. It’s a veritable
wonder that on such a seemingly desolate and inhospitable place, the single
most important factor to life still exists.
When I was a kid (and even today), space, space flight and the cosmos
in general captivated me like no other subject. That’s probably why even now
I’m a self-admitted Sci-Fi nerd. I’ll admit it, and I’m not ashamed either. I
would soak up every TV show and movie I could get my eyes on; the books too
were a source of inspiration and endless imagination. I used to wonder why
Sci-Fi and fantasy were such powerful draws to my young mind. At first I just
thought that stuff was wicked cool. Then I started to believe it was just
because I was kind of dorky and socially awkward. Aft…

I've always had a slightly morbid fascination with old and abandoned things. Stories like this one are almost irresistible. There's something about seeing ships, houses, cars, and the like just sitting there, waiting for their oweners to come back, even though we know they never will. The possibilities about what happened, why the items were abandoned, and the story behind the story is too much for me to pass up.

People ask me all the time where my ideas come from for my short stories. Well letting my imagination wander when it comes to lost and abandoned things is a perfect answer. The possibilities of where a story can go are endless. There's something about everyday recognizable items seen in such disarray or disrepair that is simultaneously intriguing and distrubing. That's where the imagination comes into play. It's not so much that I enjoy seeing abandoned hospitals or haunting ghost ships, but the realization that at any time, the life we know can…